Saturday, October 29, 2011

My telephone


I have officially become old and its not because of some errant gray hairs that keep popping up. Its my complete aversion to phone conversations that makes me feel like a grandma. I used to LOVE talking on the phone as a kid. You know, back in the day before everyone had caller ID and jumped up every time the phone rang? I would talk to my friends and boyfriends for hours and I couldn't get enough. I am sure this annoyed my parents to no end because that was also before call waiting. I mean it could have been Ed McMahon calling and we would have never known because I was busy gossiping.

These days are different though. I hate it, and I don't use that word for many things. Just the thought of picking up the phone to call the Doctor's office to make an appointment seems too much. Why can't he text? It would be so much easier. I know people probably get annoyed when they call and get a text response. I really try not to do that, but sometimes it happens. I know its proper manners to respond in the same manner with which you were contacted. I know this, BUT having a full on conversation requires my complete attention. No one gets my complete attention during the hours of 8am to 9pm and by the time 9pm rolls around I am pretty much done communicating. I am all for face to face conversation. Text me and lets go get coffee or swing by during nap time or something. Come over on Dan's day off and we will go somewhere and then I can give you my full attention, but I have so much up in the air on any given day that you will rarely get me to answer a call.

Its not that I am anti social either. I love going out and talking to people, just not when I have 3 almost 4 kids, 2 dogs, homeschooling, cooking, cleaning, and laundry to do. I wouldn't expect to call up Dan while he was working and expect him to just ignore some crime so I could chit chat for about 20 minutes. I know sometimes you need to talk on the phone. Sometimes a text just doesn't cut it, but most of the time......I just wish it did.

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